Week four of my first quarter at Stanford is wrapping up. Despite the fact that I don’t really feel like I actually live here yet, I do feel like I’m getting the hang of being a student again. You don’t realize how much practice is required to properly read and write critically.
Three days into my first week, and I’m excited and optimistic about my transition. It seems that leaving Philadelphia for a while was the right move. Despite all the positivity, I’ve had one major challenge so far.
Today was my first day of class as a new Ph.D. student, which is kind of a strange thing to have finally be able to say. It’s been over a year since I decided I would apply to graduate school and nine months since my first acceptance letters started to come in.